[He doesn't completely understand every nuance to that statement, admittedly. Stahn is thanking him...for being him? It's something he's never been thanked for before (for obvious reasons, he doesn't always have the most stellar of personalities), but... he's not going to argue it if that's what Stahn wants to thank him for.

But he does cover up his mild puzzlement with another kiss, pressing their lips together gently.

He doesn't see it. He doesn't see what Stahn sees, and so he doesn't understand what Stahn is so awed about. But Stahn loves him for who he is, to the point that he wants to thank him for it, and that's good enough for Leon.]

... Fine then. [He'll let Stahn win this one, because he doesn't even know where he'd begin with arguing that. Besides...they're too comfortable and content like this to consider arguing now.]

I imagine the staff has been up for some time already. [Leon's quiet for a moment, before he looks a little embarrassed, glancing away.] I imagine they are wondering what's keeping us from breakfast.

[Or they already know, but that's even worse to contemplate.]